MICHAEL GOTHAMFedora’s pinched black eyes burned holes in my face the second I stepped through the doors of the throne room.I could smell the musk of the elders that had gathered in the yellow-lit room before I saw them.They smelled like smoke and fire…like danger.“Nice of you to finally join us Your Highness, we were beginning to think you would ignore us like your brother,” Roderigo exclaimed in a voice that was louder than necessary and I resisted the urge to punch him in his face.I nodded at the other wolves, their grim expressions doing nothing to calm the panic raging inside me.This was what I got for Anthony’s little freak show.The men’s words blurred to static in my ears before I picked up on one of the agitated wolf’s rants.“You saw his barbaric actions back in that square Michael, surely you can't expect us to keep quiet about someone as unhinged as your brother being the Alpha of this pack!” Roderigo the elder roared, rising to his feet with enough force that I feare
ELENA WOLFESeven nights. That was how long it had been since I'd seen either of the powerful Gotham Alphas. Either of my mates.The pain in my chest felt like a rock now, hard and unyielding, no matter how many oil massages the servants gave me.I had time to think about everything, how perfect our love was until Carla’s shocking announcement. Everyone had loved me, even the elders, but now that everyone knew the red-haired woman had been pregnant before me, the threads of power had shifted to her hands. Her fucking claws.“I'm sure they're just as worried about you as you are about them M’lady,” Emily offered with a hopeful voice as I paced the room, before pausing to scoff.My reflection in the mirror was regal. I should have been used to seeing myself now, as the new Luna of Gotham and yet, my breath still somehow managed to get lodged in my throat.Dark mascara lined my eyes, making the almond shape seem almost mournful. My big grey eyes stared back in horror, the hint of tears m
ELENA WOLFENancy Gotham’s narrow face seemed to pale with shock as silence hung between us. It was obvious that she hadn't expected me to scream back at her, and I jutted my chin stubbornly, glaring right back at her.A low chuckle escaped her bright red lips before she pushed into me, making me stumble back until my back slapped against the cold grey walls of the palace buildings.I felt trapped, like the walls in my head were closing in.“You must feel pretty big talking to me like that Elena, don't you?” Nancy Gotham hissed, but there was a menacing glint in her eyes now that made my stomach roll.I opened and closed my mouth wordlessly, unable to unhook the words from my throat when I caught Emily’s wide eyes watching me from the dark mouth of the corridor opposite us.The maid was in her black and white monochrome uniform with a silver tray balanced on one hip and a glazed look I couldn't place in her eyes before she strode towards us cautiously.“Just remember this won't last l
Anthony GothamEveryone wouldn't stop fucking talking to me.Was it too much for a man to ask for a little peace and quiet? I gripped the sides of my head, spitting into the porcelain bowl of my washroom as more knocks banged away on the gold double doors of my chambers.“Bloody hell, show yourself!” I roared, glaring at the uniformed guard who stood pale-faced as the double doors swung open.I recognized him as one of the chumps that guarded the gates and turned back to the mirror with a barely concealed sneer.My hazel eyes looked like dynamites in the shadowed room and my knuckles had turned white where I gripped the marbled vanity, waiting for the wolf to speak.“Alpha Michael requests your presence, Your Highness. He says it is a matter of utmost importance.” The guard stammered as I watched his face blanching from the mirror.There was a shadow of a dark beard on my jaw, a sign that I hadn't shaved in days. The sharp lines of my face and jaw made me look rugged. Like a wolf pir
Michael GothamSmoke curled in the air around us as I paused only feet away from my brother’s mountain frame.The air smelled slightly of sandalwood and rose trimmings from the bonfire at the center of the palace, drifting through to us by the chilly night breeze.Anthony’s almond-shaped eyes were dark with power and longing, and the sight of his need made something spiked lodge in my own throat.An owl booted somewhere in the distant pine trees on the perimeter of the palace and the uneasiness in my gut seemed to squelch in response.My voice took on a scratchy tone as I told Anthony all about Markov’s blackmail, watching his eyes flash with anger first, and then disdain before the expressionless mask settled back over his face.Things between us had become rough again after our mating night with Elena, after that bitch whore of his ruined everything.“It appears Klein Markov has gotten too big for his breeches,” Anthony murmured, his hazel-green eyes glazing over before they snapped
ELENA WOLFEMy heart was beating so loudly that I could scarcely hear anything above the wind buzzing like a thunderstorm in my ears.“Stay low! They're onto us! Eyes to the ground Elena!” Markov hissed at me, grey eyes flashing when he turned to me over his shoulder and my thighs flexed around them horse. Hugging the animal as low as I could go and trying to ignore the sharp bite of pain stabbing my belly.The scent of pine and wet earth filled my nose as our stolen horse powered through the trees like lightning and the enraged howl of the Gotham wolves faded into the distance.“Slow down Markov! Please! We're going to crash!” I yelled over the din of the wind roaring around us, my arms tightening around the hard V of the rogue’s midriff, but the horse seemed to move even faster!The asshole ignored me! I couldn't believe I was touching him, my chest mashed flat against his back until my skin tingled where we met.“Goddess please,” I croaked tearfully, my heart pounding as we sped th
ELENA WOLFEMy heart was beating so loudly that I could scarcely hear anything above the wind buzzing like a thunderstorm in my ears.“Stay low! They're onto us! Eyes to the ground Elena!” Markov hissed at me, grey eyes flashing when he turned to me over his shoulder and my thighs flexed around them horse. Hugging the animal as low as I could go and trying to ignore the sharp bite of pain stabbing my belly.The scent of pine and wet earth filled my nose as our stolen horse powered through the trees like lightning and the enraged howl of the Gotham wolves faded into the distance.“Slow down Markov! Please! We're going to crash!” I yelled over the din of the wind roaring around us, my arms tightening around the hard V of the rogue’s midriff, but the horse seemed to move even faster!The asshole ignored me! I couldn't believe I was touching him, my chest mashed flat against his back until my skin tingled where we met.“Goddess please,” I croaked tearfully, my heart pounding as we sped th
CARLA WINEHOUSEGotham palace was quieter than it had ever been when I stepped out of my chambers, where I had been hiding out away from the Alphas.That was the thing about doing something scandalous, the immediate need to take cover was a wise choice in Gotham if one didn’t want to lose their good head.I had felt the Alphas absence before I’d heard the great palace gates rocketing open and the stampede of horses storming away from the lot.“Hello?” I croaked tentatively, but only the distant sound of conversation reached my ears.My curly red hair felt heavy behind me as I swept toward the voices, sucking through arched entryways and paths until I saw the old Wueen sitting round a small white table with her posse of fans.I was over this shit. Panic wormed it’s way into my gut when I remembered Alfred’s threats. What would Alaric do to me when he realized I had failed the one simple task he had given me? To keep an eye on FUCKING ELENA.“What’s going on?” I whispered, feigning an